The Demon Lord did not reply, but raised his hand to grab the ball of fur on the table, turned his wrist and took out a small box.
Open the box, put it in, and close it.
As skilled as if he had done it countless times.
"You stinky bug! What are you doing?! Let me go..."
As the box was closed, he raised his hand and a seal fell, and no sound was heard.
Mo Qin was slightly stunned, looking at the box and then at the Demon Lord.
“???”
“!!!”
Mo Qin stared at the cold-faced man in front of her. She could only see displeasure on his face, not the familiarity.
Mo Qin suppressed that speculation.
If there is no memory, then why?
"What are you doing with my pet?"
Mo Qin reached out to snatch the box back from the Demon Lord, but she missed.
He put the box away, and Mo Qin's hand fell into his palm. The temperature was scorching, completely different from the temperature in the Demon Palace.
Mo Qin withdrew her hand angrily and did not ask him for Li Zha again.
Li Li could still talk to her in his mind, but he just couldn't touch her anymore.
The Demon Lord's eyes deepened slightly as he looked down at her reaction carefully.
"Don't worry, I will return it to you."
"That demon was created by you."
His voice was cold and emotionless.
I don't know if he is usually expressionless or if he doesn't care about the life or death of a little devil.
Mo Qin had no intention of hiding it and simply said, "He doesn't speak well."
She is now living under someone else's roof, but not completely.
If they leave forcibly, Mo Qin does have a solution, but it will require some effort.
If there are other methods, Mo Qin doesn't want to use them, otherwise the cost will outweigh the gain.
The Demon Lord lowered his eyelashes, looked at the man, pursed his lips, and showed no anger at all.
It turns out that he is not here to call for punishment.
He silently picked up the wine jug on the table, took two cups, and poured two glasses of wine.
He didn't say anything, just looked at Mo Qin.
I don’t know what the wine in the glass is made of, but its strong aroma is mixed with a hint of sweetness.
Smells a little weird...
It doesn't look like anything good.
Mo Qin didn't feel like drinking, so she asked him:
"What do you mean? A wedding wine?"
The Demon Lord then curled his lips, not knowing what he was laughing at, and said, "Well, drink it."
Mo Qin still didn't move. This wine was not right. "I can..."
The corners of the Demon Lord's mouth flattened, as if his patience had run out. He said coldly, "No."
Seeing that Mo Qin didn't move, he picked up one cup and drank it, then raised his hand to pick up another cup.
Mo Qin looked at him, "..."
Is this how you drink the wedding wine?
There must be something wrong with this wine!
"If you don't drink, you might die soon."
Mo Qin was a little confused. Not only was the plot wrong, but what was this guy trying to do?
From the time she appeared until now, there was nothing she could figure out.
Mo Qin was about to take it when she saw the impatient Demon Lord raise his hand and drink it himself!
The Demon Lord threw the wine glass away, picked up Mo Qin without any warning, and strode towards the bed.
The girl's height of 1.7 meters made her look tiny in the Demon Lord's arms.
Mo Qin was thrown lightly and fell into the soft bed.
Before she could struggle to get up, a big hand came down from her waist, grabbed her waist and pushed her back, and then a person like a mountain pressed down on her.
Mo Qin was caught off guard.
Warm lips covered hers.
The fragrant and strong wine was passed to him and could not be refused.
Mo Qin was suppressed and unable to move.
The unfamiliar, slightly sweet taste of the wine flowed down her throat, the hot and spicy taste flowing all the way down, like a spark... burning in her body.
Mo Qin soon noticed something strange in her body.
This wine...
She raised her eyes to meet the man's gaze as he retreated from her lips, "Feed me the medicine."
The Demon Lord chuckled softly, "I drank it too, what are you afraid of?"
At the same time, the hand on Mo Qin's waist touched the hidden button deftly.
A rustling sound rang in my ears.
The Demon Lord's hand moved up again, and he lifted Mo Qin's chin frivolously, and there was a confusion in his eyes as he looked at the girl.
"Have you done it with anyone else?"
Mo Qin thought she might be deaf, so she asked again, "What?"
“…”
The Demon Lord did not ask any further questions.
Anyway, the answer is not important, it is enough that she belongs to herself here.
…
Mo Qin didn't know how much time had passed.
In short, it’s not as simple as one night.
She opened her eyes tiredly and felt that although she only had an immortal body, she was still no different from a mortal.
Otherwise, why would she be so tired? !
Is this appropriate?
When Mo Qin woke up, she didn't feel any discomfort, at least she felt clean.
She crawled up under the quilt and dragged clothes from the small table beside the bed to put on herself.
It's a very ordinary style, not hot at all, and the color is not dull.
Mo Qin saw the small box containing Li Zha on the tea table.
The wine jug on the table was gone, and now there was a pot of warm tea.
The room was quiet and no one else was there.
The box was not sealed, it was locked with a seal. Mo Qin opened the box and Li Zha flew out instantly.
"This is crazy! How dare this beast do such a thing!"
Mo Qin poured a cup of tea, and Li Lai jumped over consciously. The tea was a magical tea and was good for Li Lai.
Seeing that there was no anger on Mo Qin's face, Li Lai started to jump up.
"He's going to marry the original owner! We just happened to come here at this time. Think about it. If you hadn't come at this time, he would have married the original owner..."
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